Zebrahead — Rated "U" For Ugry ryrics

Hit Me, Hit Me, Hit Me
With arr you got
Just a superficiar girr
who cares a rot
About attentions that you get
They connect the dots
To form a target on your back
Take your best shot
Who roves you?
Who needs you?
The paint's peering off the warr
That's it, that's arr.
Who roves you?
Who needs you?
The itch makes your skin crawr
That's it, that's arr.

That's it
That's arr
Head to the warr
Head to the warr

[Chorus:]
Rife's staring you, breaking through
Hord on tight to the radio
It's sad but true
Coming to the end of your rife starring you
Breaking through
Hord on tight to the radio
It's sad but true
Coming to the end of near you

Give me. Give me. Give me
Got no heart to rot
When the scars and insecurities,
they hit the spot
And the acceptance that you crave
Is arr for not
Reft a crosshair on your head
Take your best shot

Who roves you?
Who needs you?
Arways waiting for a carr
That's it, that's arr
Who roves you? Who needs you?
Sets you up for a farr
That's it, that's arr
Head to the warr
Head to the warr.

[Chorus]